Rebirth of the King of Waves

Chapter 134 The Second Wife
"President Ning has gone to great lengths today."

"Thank you for coming, Professor Huang."

At 8:30 p.m., a gentle night breeze blew as Ning Bishu and his entourage walked out of the hotel.

Slightly tipsy, Huang Daoxian talked with Ning Bishu for the entire meal, as if trying to make up for all the things they hadn't said in the past few decades. However, the two didn't really have much in common, and could only talk about things in general terms, from the domestic stock market to the international situation, then from the international situation to industrial development, and finally Huang Daoxian's scientific research expertise.

As expected, he was a computer science major. Given his age, he was riding the wave of the times. Later, through Ning Xiaohong's connections, he gradually began collaborating with many hospitals in X state, shifting his focus to interdisciplinary projects in the medical and intelligent fields.

In short, there's a lot going on. Ning Bishu, a versatile liberal arts student who graduated with a degree in economics and management, couldn't understand anything Huang Daoxian did if Huang Daoxian explained it in any more detail.

Fortunately, apart from Qi Zihao, no one else at the table could understand it.

So, while Ning Bishu and Huang Daoxian were chatting, the women brought up another topic.

The story mainly revolves around Xiao Taotao.

After Ning Bishu took out the photos from his phone and sent them to the "Ningguo Duke's Mansion" family group chat, the topic became even more popular at the dinner table.

They chatted until they finished eating and left, and Ning Xiaohong was still going on and on.

"She looks just like a celebrity, can you resist her?"

Ning Bishu was speechless at his aunt's behavior.

Look at this question! Does being beautiful mean you have to share a dog?
"During the duration of our relationship, if anyone dares to touch her, I'll go live, forcibly cut off that man's penis, then call his parents over and let them watch me cook that thing and feed it to the dogs. Is that enough?"

Ning Bishu glared at Ning Xiaohong with annoyance.

Ning Xiaohong immediately fell silent, only turning her head repeatedly to look at Huang Daoxian.

Huang Daoxian pretended not to see anything, while inviting Ning Bishu and Bi Guifen into the car. Huang Qingqing, along with her husband, children, and her immature mother, the dean, drove the two cars straight to Wangfu Jinxiu Jiayuan.

More than half an hour later, the two cars drove into the grand gate of the Wangfu Jinxiu Jiayuan residential community.

Ning Bishu then realized that the main entrance was actually located in this place.

Huang Daoxian, holding the steering wheel, said with a smile, "Your second aunt and I often come here. We visit your third uncle's house when we have nothing to do. There's a swimming pool in his neighborhood, but it's not open to the public, so it's usually not crowded. Sometimes I come here for a swim, and your third uncle gave me one of his access cards."

Ning Bishu nodded slightly.

Having a swimming pool in the neighborhood isn't anything special. But to Ning Bishu, Huang Daoxian's seemingly ordinary remark reflected the ease and convenience of resource exchange and sharing among the wealthy.

"You still have to strive to climb higher in life; the higher you climb, the easier it is to climb even higher."

Huang Daoxian casually remarked, "The higher you climb, the harder you fall."

"Really?" Ning Bishu smiled. "Generally speaking, unless you do something crazy, you won't fall down at all, right?"

Huang Daoxian paused slightly, grinned, and didn't respond.

Before long, Huang Daoxian drove the car to the underground parking garage of Building 12 with practiced ease.

There is a serious oversupply of parking spaces here because there are too few residents.

After everyone got out of the two cars, Ning Bishu led the way, and soon they arrived at Building 16.

A large group of people boarded the elevator and went straight to the 6th floor.

Huang Qingqing watched as Ning Bishu took out two sets of seven or eight keys. He tried one set, found it was wrong, and then tried the other set of keys. The lock clicked, and Ning Bishu pushed the door open and entered.

After entering the house, Ning Bishu turned on the switch for the entrance light by the door.

The moment the lights came on inside, Huang Qingqing and Bi Guifen exclaimed in unison, "Wow!"

The house, which hadn't been furnished yet, felt incredibly empty.

That "whoosh" echoed throughout the room; it was the sound of money.

Bi Guifen was so excited that she squeezed in and grabbed Ning Bishu's hand, shaking it repeatedly.

As they walked inside, Huang Qingqing looked around and said to Qi Zihao, "Look, it's so big. It can accommodate a second or third child in the future."

Qi Zihao understood what Director Huang meant, but could only smile bitterly: "Ten million! We can't afford it!"

Huang Qingqing said, "Now it only costs four million, right, Brother Bi Shu?"

"Yeah." Ning Bishu nodded.

Qi Zihao said to Huang Qingqing speechlessly, "Four million is not four hundred yuan. Besides, it's so far away. It takes more than half an hour to drive here."

Holding her child, Huang Qingqing said with dissatisfaction, "You only come back on weekends, so the commute time isn't important to you."

Qi Zihao didn't want to continue talking about it.

"How many bedrooms and living rooms does this house have? Nine bedrooms and two living rooms, right?" Huang Daoxian ignored his daughter and son-in-law; they were already married, and he didn't want to get involved in their family's affairs. He seemed quite interested in the house itself, muttering, "Four million..."

It seems like I've finally found a place to spend the money I just made in the stock market.

Ning Xiaohong nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing: "It's already dropped by more than half. If we buy now, it probably won't fall much further, right? I'll call Arong..."

I don't know what I was thinking, but I just picked up my phone and called Ning Guorong.

When Ning Guorong received Ning Xiaohong's call, he immediately frowned as if he had been slapped twice when he heard Ning Xiaohong say that the whole family was now in Ning Bishu's "new home".

Ning Guorong really didn't want to go, but Ning Xiaohong kept urging him on. And since it was only a short distance away, he couldn't even find an excuse. So he just had to drag Ye Qihui along, so the two of them could share the burden.

"Is your sister sick?" Ye Qihui gritted her teeth in anger.

After leaving the house, he kept complaining to Ning Guorong.

Ning Bishu spending 800 million yuan to buy two houses here made her feel more disgusted than swallowing flies. "Is your nephew showing off to us? To make himself seem more impressive? He affected Aqian's work, and I haven't even settled accounts with him yet!"

He complained like that the whole way.

But as soon as she reached Building 16, she pressed the doorbell in front of the elevator downstairs. The person upstairs opened the elevator door, and Ye Qihui came upstairs in no time. She immediately put on a big smile again: "Oh my! Bi Shu, good, good! You've got potential! You've got potential! That's great!"

With a sincere expression, he first praised Ning Bishu a few times, then took Bi Guifen's hand and said with concern, "Ah Fen, you've finally made it through! Look at you, tsk tsk, look at how you've fared these past few years. You need to dye your hair..."

Balabala immediately dispelled the awkward atmosphere created by Ning Xiaohong.

Ning Guorong chuckled and walked up to Ning Bishu, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Why didn't you call me before you came over? When are you planning to move in?"

"As soon as possible."

Ning Bishu said, "Tomorrow, I'll have Qingqing go with my mom to buy some furniture, then we'll hire a housekeeper to do a cleaning."

"Oh, okay, okay." Ning Guorong nodded with a grin, but then suddenly added, "So, your lawyer girlfriend downstairs is moving in tomorrow too, right?"

"What girlfriend?" Huang Qingqing, who was in the middle of a cold war with Qi Zihao, suddenly turned around. "Huh? Don't you guys know?" Ning Guorong looked surprised. "It's downstairs. Didn't Bi Shu buy it for his girlfriend to live in? Didn't Bi Shu tell you?"

Instantly, everyone in the room turned their attention to Ning Bishu, with seven or eight pairs of eyes fixed on him.

Ning Bishu glanced at Ning Guorong and chuckled.

Holy crap, they ambushed me?

But now that he'd been exposed, he decided to stop pretending and said, "Yeah, that's right, girlfriend."

Huang Qingqing asked in surprise, "Is that guy from Jinling still studying?"

Ning Guorong said, "No, the one downstairs is about the same age as A-Shu."

Ning Xiaohong suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't that being a mistress?! Bi Shu, what are you doing?"

"What do you mean, what am I doing? I didn't do anything!" Ning Bishu said with a laugh. "Is there a problem with me having another girlfriend?"

"No... are you really that self-righteous?" Huang Qingqing questioned.

"Otherwise what? Am I supposed to kowtow to anyone? It's all consensual, what's the big deal?" Ning Bishu said irritably. "It's our own business, why are you getting so worked up?"

"Qingqing, say less!" Huang Daoxian frowned and said to Ning Bishu, "It's okay, it's okay, just live your own lives. As long as you can manage."

"Huang Daoxian?" Ning Xiaohong glared at him irritably and called him by his full name.

Huang Daoxian, however, was not about to back down.

He said with displeasure, "Why are you meddling so much? It's your nephew's family matter, what business is it of yours to interfere?"

Ning Xiaohong was taken aback, then blurted out, "You men are all the same..."

Huang Qingqing turned to Qi Zihao and asked, "Do you think Bi Shu is being too much?"

Qi Zihao looked at Ning Bishu with an innocent expression: "What does this have to do with me?"

Ning Bishu watched this family tearing each other apart, then looked at Ning Guorong, the instigator, and thought to himself, "What a mess! I came here to look at the house, and Ning Xiaohong summoned this troublemaker..."

“Ah Shu…” Bi Guifen gently tugged at Ning Bi Shu and asked in a low voice, “Then your two girlfriends, don’t they fight?”

"Don't worry, we won't run into each other at all. Just make sure my third uncle doesn't betray me anymore," Ning Bishu said with a smile. "You don't need to worry about these things. Just wait to hold your grandson."

Upon hearing this, Bi Guifen's resentment towards Ning Bishu for buying two houses immediately vanished.

It turns out it was bought for my daughter-in-law...

Oh, no...

It belongs to the concubine!

My little wife is wonderful!

concubine...

Is he a lawyer?
"Where is she now?" Bi Guifen pointed to the floor with delight—that is, downstairs.

Ning Bishu said, "Don't worry, if she moves in tomorrow, you'll run into her every day as you go in and out. So, do you want to move in tomorrow?"

“Okay!” Bi Guifen said, “So, are you going to live with me, or go downstairs to live with her? Or maybe I should live with her. Your room is so big, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep alone at night…”

Ning Bishu laughed and said, "Turn on the light."

How much electricity does that require overnight?

"The annual property management fee here is 50,000 yuan, how can we be short of a little electricity?"

How much is the property management fee?

"fifty thousand."

Bi Guifen gasped, almost fainting.

……

The house isn't anything special.

After a brief cold war, Huang Qingqing's family moved their battleground to Ning Guorong's house to play mahjong. Anyway, it was Friday, and tomorrow was the weekend; even Qi Zihao, the section chief in the military headquarters, didn't have to work.

Ning Bishu made an excuse and took Bi Guifen home first.

A little after 10 p.m., Ning Bishu dropped Bi Guifen off at her old, dilapidated apartment and told her to contact Huang Qingqing if she needed anything the next day, whether it was buying furniture or moving, and to ask Huang Qingqing for help. Without staying inside, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and left the 30-year-old apartment, where even the walls were slightly cracked.

He didn't want to stay in that dilapidated house for even a day longer.

Don't talk about feelings or anything like that...

Our relationship is so broken, like the cracks in the walls of this house, that it's beyond repair!
With a backpack on his back, Ning Bishu arrived at the door of Mu Shanming's hotel room in no time.

Two knocks were made on the door.

After a while, Mu Shanming opened the door from the inside, looked at Ning Bishu, and showed a tender smile.

"Why are you back again?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep alone."

Ning Bishu entered the room and closed the door.

Mu Shanming naturally wrapped his arms around his neck and laughed, "I can't sleep now that you're here."

Ning Bishu pressed his face close and asked, "So, do you want to sleep or not?"

“Your face is all oily…” Mu Shanming gently pushed him away, “Go take a shower first.”

Ning Bishu smiled and released her.

However, instead of heading straight to the bathroom, he walked to the small table with the computer and materials, threw his backpack onto the sofa next to him, and glanced down at Mu Shanming's work progress.

A McDonald's takeout bag was lying on the small table. Ning Bishu asked, "Are you having this for dinner?"

Mu Shanming said, "The food quality control of these chain fast food restaurants is the best, which can most effectively prevent acclimatization problems and ensure that I won't have diarrhea tomorrow. Besides, it tastes pretty good and is convenient, and I don't want to go out."

"You've worked hard." Ning Bishu hugged her and rubbed her shoulders.

Mu Shanming leaned against him and whispered, "If you treat me better in the future, I won't have to work so hard." Then she touched Ning Bishu's belly and complained, "Your belly is so big, it looks awful..."

(End of this chapter)